"Shi Liuzi, you are awesome! If you have the guts, you can hide in there for the rest of your life and never come out."

"If you dare to come out, I will beat you~"

Someone delivering a large plate came outside the door. She kicked the door hard and went to take the plate.

After the big plate was dismantled, she exploded again.

"Didn't you tell us not to take out the gems? Why did they all fall out?"

None of the bodyguards who delivered the goods dared to look up at Fang Zongtang.

Can they say that Mr. Chen deliberately knocked the things off the ground?

No!

They depend on Mr. Chen for their livelihood!

"It definitely wasn't you, it definitely was Old Chen!" She shouted with her hands on her hips.

Bodyguards: Congratulations, you got it right!

"I'm sorry, it's our fault. How about we finish the fight and go back later? Please don't tell Mr. Chen. We have elderly parents and young children to take care of. We can't lose our jobs!" The bodyguard leader spoke in a humble tone.

She is a person who clearly distinguishes between gratitude and resentment and does not make things difficult for the bodyguard.

"Go back and tell Lao Chen that I'll remember this!"

"Also, tell him to prepare some good stuff next time he comes to me for a horse race!"

"I won't take the gourd with me either~"

The bodyguards took note of each sentence and left quickly.

Zhang Xingzu was already dizzy from all the fighting just now, and now seeing the bags of gems made him even more dizzy.

"Brother Zongtang, you have to ask the chef to fry a plate of fish eyes for me for dinner to replenish my eyes."

She took two deep breaths, ran to the plum blossom pile, and kicked it hard, breaking it in half.

My mood calmed down again.

She walked up to Zhang Xingzu and said calmly, "Just fight slowly first. If you really don't want to fight today, wait until Chen Zhen comes tomorrow and fight with him."

Zhang Xingzu said subconsciously: "Who said I don't want to? I do!"

She glanced at the idiot Zhang Xingzu, then went into the house to ask her son-in-law for the letter!

You bastard, you only know how to hide things!

Song Yi really has a letter!

It was the imperial sword that he begged his great-grandfather to leave for him.

Great grandfather also knew Atang's temper, so he didn't say anything and wrote him a stack of letters in a short while.

Enough for him to use for a lifetime!

Song Yi handed the letter to Fang Zongtang and hurried to exchange the offerings for the statue.

He really wanted to put the big gold brick that had just been brought in today on it.

Considering the situation just now, let's just forget it~

The three old things of Liu Bei, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, gold bars, ingots and cash, whatever is valuable is displayed.

Originally he planned to change the tribute once a week, but later changed it to once every three days. Given the situation, it will have to be changed again.

Zhao Yun is different. Although not all three meals a day are new, at least there are new dishes every day.

The things left by my great-grandfather have no real use, but they can still intimidate "certain people".

What's written on the paper is really related to tribute.

If she didn't recognize her great-grandfather's handwriting, she would have thought that the letter was written by Song Yi to deceive her.

It means that when she becomes rich, she should offer the most valuable things as sacrifice, and then use these things to ask her great-grandfather for help.

"Why is my great-grandfather so sure that I will be rich in the future?" she said through gritting her teeth.

Song Yi thought: What do you think?

"Grandpa is an old and wise man. He can see that you will definitely be rich in the future. He has predicted some things in advance."

She walked towards Song Yi with a cold and fierce face, forcing him to retreat step by step until he hit the wall and had nowhere to retreat.

"You better not lie to me!"

Song Yi raised his head slightly and said, "I will never lie to you, no matter who I lie to!"

Her pupils gradually gathered fierce light, and she asked in a cold voice: "Where are the other letters?"

Song Yi didn't dare to let her see his eyes, and raised his head slightly and said: "I promised my great grandfather that I would give you a little bit at a time. I can't let my great grandfather down!"

She pinched Song Yi's chin, pressed it down, and aligned their pupils.